- Name: zero
Meaning: " no quantity or number; naught; the figure 0: "
Greatest fear in 5 words: " falling into the black forever "
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Eyes tightly closed and head thrown back while you drifted downwards- what was to try anymore ? You were here. Here was now and this is what was happening right now. Your back curved ever so slightly and your paws were stretched upwards, towards the burning darkness you assumed as 'up'. You had started at the white and you were fading.
You were falling past the stony hedges of mountains. You were heading to the light gray mists which held a single arm willingly reaching out to lightly brush against you on the way down, leaving your skin a cold burning trail. More dark and rocky mountains were soon being passed, emerald eyes opening ever o slightly to watch the scenery around you shift and change with each layer being passed. Now you had passed the mountains, what was up ahead was a dark, gray swirled ocean. Ghost-like limbs hung out of the darkness and were scrabbling around in their designated spots, eager to feel the warm flesh passing by them.
Soon everything was faded, memories in your head clung to you yet you could only see dull versions. Black and white. Who were you to judge ? After all, this was just some pretentious way of how you observed your markings. You saw them as if you were falling into an endless sea of nothing with waves of longing.